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Authors name: Kellie C. (kellieC82@aol.com)
Story title : Not a Woman's Best Friend - 2
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Not a Woman's Best Friend - 2 (F/beast, rp, v)
by Kellie C. (kellieC82@aol.com)
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Chapter 2 of Christine's ongoing encounters with man's
best friend. This time it's on her secluded ranch in
Texas, where Christine thinks she's safe. She is
anything but.
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Part II
Fort Randolf, Texas
It was a hot morning in July and I lay sunning out back
of the house by the pool. It was not yet unbearably
hot, not like it would be at three o'clock in the
afternoon, when no sane person would venture out into
the Texas sunshine, but hot enough. Ironically, I lay
there thinking about another hot morning, one four
years before when I was raped by the black Labrodor
Retriever.
It was a small ranch in the rural, southwestern part of
the state. It sat on a one thousand acre parcel of
land, mostly scrub brush, miles from any highways and
twelve miles from the nearest town. Often we don't see
another living soul for weeks, unless we go into town
for supplies.
We have a large, fenced in area surrounding the pool,
not so much for privacy since there's no one around to
see us, but to keep animals out of the yard. I go
around naked out there sometimes in the morning, if I'm
not doing yardwork, because its just too hot to wear
clothes. I had been out there for perhaps thirty
minutes when I heard a noise and raised up on my elbows
to look. Not seeing anything, I lay back down and
continued to sun, then I heard it again.
This time I did see something. The gate was ajar, left
open either by Todd or myself the night before (Todd is
my husband, my brand new husband of less than a month
at the time) and I thought I had better close it before
something wandered in. We don't get many human
visitors, but stray dogs are something else and you
know how I hate stray dogs.
I got up and walked to the corner of the cedar fence
nearest the house. Just as I reached for the gate
handle I heard the sound again and my stomach tightened
and my bowels went loose. I started to back away, then
lunged forward and struck the wooden gate with both
palms as hard as I could. It stopped two inches shy of
the post, bounced off something neither metal nor wood
and smacked right back into my palms. I staggered
backward shrieking, catching one foot with the other
and sitting down hard on my fanny. I found myself face
to face with a gigantic gray and white wolf, looking me
straight in the eye.
"Noooooo," I moaned helplessly. "Not again."
I scuttled back on my hands and heels, scared to death,
scared for my life, knowing the wolf would rape me. I
had been marked for life.
Following me, his muzzle low to the ground, his fangs
bared and his ears layed back against the sides his
skull, the wolf stared at me with his terrifying, yet
undeniably beautiful blue eyes.
Get up and run! my mind screamed.
Don't turn your back to him! it screamed right back I
had undergone intensive martial arts training in the
army, but at five feet four and one-hundred and five
pounds, I was no more match for this thing than I'd
been for the Lab. I was naked and defenseless. Looking
toward the house, I gaged my distance to the back
door... fifty feet... and my odds of making it there
alive... none... and jumped up and ran anyway.
The wolf hit me squarely in the back and knocked me
flat. I lay there dazed and winded, the wolf growling
and sniffing at me as he first circled around me
clockwise, then in the opposite direction. I began to
crawl on my stomach toward the house.
"Noooooo," I moaned again as his cold nose stuck itself
someplace it didn't belong. His large rough tongue
swiped up between my buttocks and I screamed for Todd,
even though he'd ridden off at seven a.m. on his horse
to check the back pastures for wolves. We had lost half
a dozen head to wolves in the last month, but now the
wolves were here. Four of them, in fact.
"Why are you doing this?" I sobbed. I had flipped over
onto my back and discovered three more wolves crouching
in the gate. They all looked ferocious. Ferocious and
hungry. I knew what they were hungry for.
The alpha-wolf had stood off a short distance. He
remained hunched close to the ground, his head swinglng
slowly back and forth, his tongue lolling. A guttural
sound like a big diesel engine idling rumbled from his
throat. His cannines gleamed whitely; saliva dripping
off the tips. There was foam in the corners of his
mouth.
His beautiful, fearsome blue eyes were locked on mine,
telling me I was his, telling me there was nothing I
could do about it. His enormous unsheathed cock, bigger
by far than that of the black Labrador Retriever,
protruded from between his legs. It swung in step with
the motion of his head, but in the opposite direction.
It's movement was mesmerizing.
The others moved in cautiously and flanked me on either
side. The alpha-male, now straddling my legs with his
head directly over my crotch, growled at them with that
same rumbling deisel sound to keep their distance They
did, although two of them were bigger even the one on
charge, and no less fearsome in appearence. Then one of
them sprayed urine between his rear haunches, a certain
sign of fear and I knew they would do nothing without
his permission.
At the alpha wolf's urging, I scuttled backward on my
fanny to the large fallen oak that had come down in a
recent storm. Todd had reduced the leafy upper half to
kindling with his Craftsman chainsaw, but the thick
lower portion of trunk and the jagged stump remained.
When my back was against the trunkj, I raised up and
got shakily to my feet. "What am I doing?" I asked,
thoroughly baffled. He batted my right thigh with his
snout and then I wasn't baffled anymore.
"You want me to turn around?" Not so much a question as
a statement of disbelief. He intend doing me over the
trunk. "Aw, come on, no!"
Do it, his growl threatened.
White as a sheet, shaking like a leaf in a Texas
thunderstorm and scared totally out of my mind, I did.
Why me? I thought desperately as he nudged my thighs
apart with his snout. I held onto the the thick old oak
with both arms, my belly and lower abdomen pressed
painfully against the rough terrain of its bark. When
he had me spread to his liking, he raised up, laid
across my back, and crushed me beneath his weight. I
cried out in pain and he gripped the back of my neck in
his teeth.
"No," I quavered, remembering my ordeal with the Lab.
"I'm not fighting you, honest. You want to fuck me . .
. fuck me. I won't fight back."
He released my neck and stretched out to his full, six-
foot length... his head extended a foot beyond mine.
Something warm and wet slapped against my rear end as
he positioned himself above me--his newly found bitch.
"I'll do anything you want," I croaked--a hoarse,
broken whisper. "Just let me live. Please?" The head of
his cock touched the entrance of my ass and I went
rigid with fear. If he got in there, he would kill me.
"No, please! Let me help you, okay! Please!"
I raised up on my toes and repositioned my bottom and
used the mouth of my vagina to trap his cock. Tears
spilled down my cheeks as his long thick organ found
its mark and started to slide inside. I gasped at its
incredible size. The Lab was nothing compare to this.
As more of him got in I started to writhe
uncontrollably. He was pulling me back and forth with
my own lips as he humped me in and out, but as he
started to pump fluids into me I started to get wet--
very wet--and the wetter I got the more he got into
me... and the more awful I hurt. The pain was terrific.
I didn't think I could stand it much longer and stay
conscious so I tried to get a hand beneath my belly to
push him away, or at least to subdue him a little, but
the wolf was beyond my reach.
He began to seriously fuck me then, hunching forward
and rearing back, his hugeness twisting and banging
around my insides like a broken, wild-swinging piece of
machinery. I was a size one ladies leather glove on a
lumberack's massive calloused hand. He slammed around
inside me until my ovaries, my cervix, my vagina all
screamed in pain. I began to scream myself.
"Noooooooooooooooo, pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease! You're
hurting meeeeeeee!"
His pace suddenly quickened and all at once he pushed
hard against me and stopped. His hairy swollen balls
banged up against my lips and something bigger than his
cock pushed against the already hideously overstretched
mouth of my vagina... and then went in. And it started
to grow.
"Oh no," I moaned. "Please no no no!" I was being
knotted by this wolf and I hadn't even known he had
one. It hadn't been visble. It hadn't been visible at
all. But as it grew first to the size as a baseball,
then what felt like a fucking softball, the big animal
raised up, lifting me with him and scrambled his rear
paws onto the tree trunk.
Then he exploded inside me, his orgasm spewing red hot
lava against the dome of my cervix (don't tell me that
a wolf doesn't orgasm because this one did!) while I
flailed around in agony with only the tips of my left
toes touching the ground or those of my right as his
ejaculations made me wildly dance and his knot
threatened to hold me suspended off the ground
altogether. And all the while I filled up with his cum.
After a while... I'm not really sure how long... the
wolf returned to the ground and, after doing a
stuttering jig on his rear haunches, threw one leg over
me and pressed against me butt to butt. Growling at the
other members of his pack, he then pulled me bodily off
the log and I followed behind him on my hands and
knees, protesting futily, trying to pull off his knot.
It wouldn't let go. It had me almost off my knees so
that I scuttled behind him like a crab.
"Please!" I wailed. "Wait! Stop!"
He growled angrily at me and nipped at my flanks, not
biting me, just letting me know I should shut up. I
shut up and let him drag me around. Eventually, with me
panting and ready to go out of my mind with
frustration, the knot finally popped loose and cum hot
as lava sprayed out of me all over my thighs and onto
the ground below me. There was a lot of it. An awful
lot. More than the Lab had injected.
With my ass in the air and my shoulders and face
pressed flat to the ground and my arms outflung from my
body, I simply waited, too exhausted to move. I knew
they would mount me. A short time later, one of the
other wolves ventured up and sniffed my cunt. The
alpha-male growled at him immediately, but not too
loud, and a few seconds later the wolf returned for a
second sniff.
Then he licked me. Then he licked me again. Then he
went to town on my buttocks and the cleft of my ass,
cleaning up the cum, flailing the already flailed skin
of my aching privates. I moaned and I groaned and cried
out in anguised misery but had no choice but to kneel
there let him do it.
When he jumped up finally and wrapped his legs around
my waist and pushed himself up into my pussy, if was
nearly a relief. I laughed as he fucked me with his
gargantuan cock. I laughed when he knotted me. I
laughed as he came inside me and as he dragged me
around behind him on my hands and knees. I laughed when
he finally came out. Then the other two fucked me.
At some point I had enough and simply passed out. At
four o'clock I woke up in the shade of the fence, at
the gate, where the last one had dragged me by his knot
and then let loose of me. I shut the gate with my foot
making damned sure it locked and lay there for an hour.
Around six o'clock I forced my aching body off the
ground, crawled the twenty long feet to the shallow end
of the pool (the last ten feet on my stomach), and
eased myself in. I lay there another hour, just
soaking.
Eventually, feeling almost strong enough to walk but
unwilling to take the chance, I crawled on hands and
knees back to the house, got inside, then collapsed on
the kitchen floor. I lay there asleep on the floor
until eleven o'clock when I crawled another twenty-five
feet to the living room and the softer expanse of the
carpet, but I never made it to the bedroom.
The next morning, before Todd got home, I went upstairs
and sat on the toilet, douching myself clean. I douched
for a very long time. When Todd got home around eleven
o'clock, I was recovered enough to appear tired but
more or less normal.
I would never be normal again.
The last thing Todd said to me as he went upstairs to
shower was that he had seen a pack of wolves this
morning about a mile from the house, had unholstered
his rifle too late to get off a shot, but it was okay
because they were probably just searching for a bitch
to breed with. I didn't have to worry.
I didn't have to worry.
The End
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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